Almighty Appraiser

Chapter 628 The Heart of Compassion
Shen Yunfeng went to Zhenyuxuan pawn shop to find Yuan Dongliang. After Song Yijiang finished his work and sent the guests away, he took out a pair of general jars that he had accidentally obtained a few days ago from the warehouse.

Shen Yunfeng could tell at a glance that the jar was indeed a good thing, and it was a sample from the manufacturing office.

Hearing Shen Yunfeng say that the things are genuine, Song Yijiang stopped being happy. While drinking tea, he told Shen Yunfeng how he bought the pair of general jars dating back 30 years ago.

"Young Master Shen, you were not there at the time. You didn't see the kid's gesture of carrying the jar. While stuffing snacks into his mouth, he pinched the mouth of the jar with his greasy hands and rushed over to me."

"I hurriedly stood up from the chair, ready to catch it, but unexpectedly, he turned the jar around with a yelp, with the mouth down and the bottom up so I could see the stamp on the bottom."

"Besides, he said in a long-winded manner, shopkeeper, you can see for yourself, it says Yongzheng Dynasty, and I sold you [-] yuan, but you really didn't ask for anything."

While talking, Song Yijiang touched his forehead subconsciously. Obviously, he was frightened by the way the shopkeeper carried one of the general cans at that time. Even though it has been several days, it seems that thinking about it now, he still feels a little scared.

"I took a quick look, asked him to put down the pot, and then pushed him on the chair and said, the bottom of the pot is indeed written in the Yongzheng Dynasty, but the things were made during the years of his grandson's reign. , there is a saying in the antique industry that it belongs to the entrustment money written by the former dynasty in the later dynasty."

"Young Master Shen, Mr. Yuan, when I said this, the old boy was not happy at the time, saying that I was scolding him, that the deposit of shit meant putting new wine in an old bottle, and that I was turning a corner. call him a liar."

Song Yijiang sighed, bit his teeth and continued: "No way, I gave the shopkeeper a free introduction to what is called 'entrustment money'."

"I just told him that this 'entrusted money' mainly appeared in porcelains from the Ming and Qing Dynasties. A kind of reverence and remembrance that has reached the level of craftsmanship in the previous dynasty is called entrusted year number, or entrusted for short.”

Shen Yunfeng said with a smile: "There are usually two types of entrusted money. One is complete imitation, which mainly appears on antique porcelain. Its fonts, writing methods, and even materials completely imitate ancient utensils, so it is also called post-imitation money."

"There is another kind, which is a new type of ancient porcelain, that is, when later generations inscribe on unsigned ancient porcelain, they write freely and do not stick to the rules of the ancients."

"I remember that entrusted money should have first appeared during the Zhengde period of Emperor Wuzong of the Ming Dynasty. Some craftsmen began to imitate porcelain and serve it. Then entrusted money gradually increased and gradually became popular."

Song Yijiang nodded again and again, put down his teacup and said: "That's what I told the shopkeeper, and I also gave an example specifically, saying that when Kangxi was in power, he thought that there was a money on the porcelain, that is, it said 'Kangxi' It is very unlucky if words like this are broken. Therefore, the porcelain made in the Kangxi Dynasty is rarely written with the money of the current dynasty, so there are a lot of entrusting the former Ming Xuande, Chenghua, Jiajing, etc. Porcelain with date stamps."

Yuan Dongliang laughed and said, "Master Song, just like eating my snacks at that guy, I don't think he will believe what you say."

Song Yijiang nodded and said: "Indeed, he was dubious, but fortunately, the two of us agree on a key point, and we both believe that the pair of jars are genuine."

Shen Yunfeng took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "The point of the matter is the pair of general jars. Master Song, since you believe it is genuine, how did you do it later?"

Song Yijiang looked into Shen Yunfeng's eyes and said: "The salesman asked for [-] yuan. I definitely won't go with him, so I said the maximum price is [-] yuan. If you are not willing, I can introduce you to a friend who specializes in antique business. Maybe He can give you a little more.”

"So, I received a call from Master Song. Since I had Master Guo's contact information on it, I didn't bother you and contacted Master Guo directly."

"It just so happened that Master Liu wasn't in the store that day, and Master Guo was busy receiving customers, so Master Song told the shopkeeper Zi Hengxing's address, gave him taxi money, and asked him to bring a wooden box to find Master Guo."

Yuan Dongliang added.

Song Yijiang said with a smile: "I gave the peddler 20 yuan, watched him wrap two general jars in a soft cloth and put them in a wooden box, and thought that Banqiao Street was close to the second hospital where his son was hospitalized, so I persuaded him He put the burden and another wooden box in Zhenyuxuan, and he will come to pick it up after the jar is sold."

"Hehehe, the salesman listened to me this time. When he was sent out of the store, it was already past the off-duty time, but because I said I would wait for him to come back to pick up things, I didn't close the door first, thinking about Zhen Yuxuan. The distance from Hengxing is not too far, if you take a taxi, there will be a little delay in negotiating the price, and you will wait for him for an hour at most."

"However, what I didn't expect was that in less than 10 minutes, the shopkeeper came back with the wooden box in his arms."

"As soon as we met, the shopkeeper complained to me that the bigger the business, the more refined it is. Besides, he is also a businessman himself, so he would be ruthless if he could guess the heart of those antiques."

"Seeing that he took another pair of jars out of the wooden box, I knew that this guy was going to 'stay' with me and sell things to me."

"Shopkeeper, I don't want to bother anymore. My son is anxiously waiting for money for surgery. I don't want [-]. You, let alone [-], [-]."

"Seeing the sincerity of what he said, I was ready to pay another price. If he agrees, I can buy it. However, just when I was about to open my mouth, this guy fell to his knees on the ground, crying Said, shopkeeper, if it is not a last resort, I will not sell them, so please do me a favor, don't bargain again, I know it well, I will sell it to you for 20, and you can sell it casually Up to a dozen or [-]."

"The salesman was so mean, I was speechless at that time. Mr. Shen, who hasn't had troubles before? I hurriedly pulled him up from the ground and said I bought it. You can quickly get the money and give it to me." The son cures the disease."

Yuan Dongliang laughed from the side, touched Song Yijiang's shiny head with a smile and said to Shen Yunfeng: "Brother Feng, and guess what, when Master Song was kneeled down like this, his compassion overflowed, not only I gave all the cash on the cabinet to the shopkeeper, and even took him to the nearest ATM, and took part of the money in my card."

Shen Yunfeng's eyes turned slightly hot, and he looked at the embarrassed Song Yijiang and asked, "Master Song, how much did you pay for it in the end?"

(End of this chapter)